My Life in Four Stages

When I was a child, it was “Go! Grow! Glow!” It was a time to nurture and develop my physical capabilities, my mental faculties, my social skills and my spiritual roots. Then came the period of preparation and I acquired the life skills to carry me through life. “Watch and Learn” as I went through school to prepare myself for what I would be doing for the rest of my life. Then, it was “Fast and Furious” as I dashed and went about pursuing career, earning a living, building a reputation and raising a family.

Now, it is “Time to Go.” I am no longer growing and developing as I did when I was a child. In fact, my cells are dying out one by one. I am no longer preparing as I did when I was a student. I may be preparing for my final departure and it is now “Watch and Pray.” My life and schedules are no longer as hectic as they were when I was an adult as work. But I feel there are still some things left for doing.

Through it all, I have always been keenly aware that life is a gift, a very precious gift. And aware of this gift, I have also been keenly aware of the source and the giver of this gift. Why am I here? The simple and easy answer is, “because of Ima and Tatang.” But I also know they were just instruments of the real source and giver of my life. He, who makes the sun to shine and the rains to fall to nourish the earth, also fashioned me in my mother’s womb for a purpose. All my life I have prayed, searched and tried to do His will.

Here am I Lord; I come to do your will.
~ Psalm 40
The mother of Jesus and his brothers arrived at the house.
Standing outside, they sent word to Jesus and called him.
A crowd seated around him told him,
“Your mother and your brothers and your sisters
are outside asking for you.”
But he said to them in reply,
“Who are my mother and my brothers?”
And looking around at those seated in the circle he said,
“Here are my mother and my brothers.
For whoever does the will of God
is my brother and sister and mother.”
Mark 3:31-35
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